Calling back the reluctant female Barbarian, Aaron and his two companions swiftly left the Kobold camp under cover of Miss Cleric's divine magic.
Asha simply could not bear to leave the piles of gold nuggets the Kobolds had heaped beside their bonfires. If Aaron had not already made her a fortune on this trip and firmly established his authority, she would have thrown caution to the wind and lunged for them.
After receiving the divine oracle, the Kobolds immediately began mobilizing. The scene was utter chaos, and with Eleanor covering her, Asha might actually have managed to pull it off.
But that was not what Aaron wanted. What he needed was this crucial window of time!
Remembering the oracle he had just delivered, Aaron still felt a lingering unease.
Yes, he had impersonated Kurtulmak, the Kobold God, to deliver it. But he actually knew very little about the Kobold God, and his oracle hardly matched the god's usual words or deeds. Besides, deities supposedly did not issue oracles so casually.
Thinking it over, there had been holes everywhere!
Still, Aaron had chosen the Kobolds for his first attempt only after careful consideration-their Intelligence and Wisdom scores were both abysmally low, and they had believed him with ease.
No wonder there was a joke in the Realms that legendary Kobold Draconic Sorcerers could reach the mortal limit of Charisma, with some even surpassing it to achieve extraordinary charisma. Yet because of their extremely low Intelligence and Wisdom, many Kobold Draconic Sorcerers never learned a single new spell in their entire lives. They could only ever use the magic engraved in their bloodlines.
To these Kobold Draconic Sorcerers, magic was a black box. They simply used it, without the slightest understanding of how it worked. Many cast their spells incorrectly from beginning